The phantom took a step forward, swayed, and disappeared in front of the person.

The next moment, he appeared behind Zhang Xiaohu, his clenched fist roared, and he hit him the head.

At the moment when the phantom disappeared, Zhang Xiaohu's perception touched the fluctuation of the ripples, and he knew the direction of the phantom in an instant, but he had just learned to teleport, how could he have the smoothness of the phantom, he didn't have time to block, let alone make a teleportation action, so he tilted his head at the moment, and the heavy punch fell on his shoulder with a roar.

Boom.

With a muffled sound, Zhang Xiaohu's shoulders sank, unloading most of his strength, his shoulder blades clicked, and cracks were densely covered on it, and the shoulder was instantly blue and purple, swollen.

Taking half a step back, Zhang Xiaohu looked at the phantom, and his body gradually faded.

The phantom looked left and right a few times, and then took a step forward, and a ripple fluctuated, and it appeared a hundred meters away in an instant.

There was an empty space in front of him, but the phantom sneered, raised his leg and kicked towards the empty place, his toes just moved, and a fluctuation appeared in mid-air, Zhang Xiaohu showed his figure, stretched out his hand to block it in embarrassment, and in a hurry, he was kicked and flew out.

Compared to teleportation, the phantom can be said to be the ancestor, at Zhang Xiaohu's current level, he has just been able to detect the direction of the phantom, and the speed of teleportation is too much slower than that of the phantom.

However, Zhang Xiaohu has no way, if he doesn't use it, he will be beaten even more miserably, at least he can have time to defend with teleportation, although he has been hit again and again, but the strength that fell on his body is already very little, and it can't hurt him a little, the original injury, in this gap, quickly recovered.

In the ugly situation, the qi and blood gradually rose to the sky, and the great river was rolling and flowing in the body like a huge wave, the torn muscles, the broken bones, and the injured internal organs, in a few breaths, they were intact, and after such a beating, it was much more refined than before the battle.

Xiang'er was dumbfounded, holding a sword in her hand, standing aside, in the sky, two figures flickered, flickering, just a hundred meters, all within her divine sense, she naturally knew clearly, although Zhang Xiaohu was hit again and again, it was not a loss.

Looking at it, there was an excited look in her eyes, and the sword she was holding just now was inserted back into the scabbard with her backhand, Xiang'er clenched her little hand, and quietly shouted cheers in her mouth.

The phantom became more and more depressed, the little tiger was still like a stubborn iron at the beginning, although he could teleport, but he always grasped the opportunity, and appeared in the place where he moved first, but as time went by, the kid gradually became proficient, and from time to time, began to move synchronously with him, and occasionally, there was still time to fight back.

He has never seen anyone comprehend supernatural powers so quickly, especially this kind of self-mastery, it is even more incredible, you know, teleportation is not an ordinary magic law, I don't know how many innate gods with good friendships want to learn, but no matter how he practiced, this has been so long for a long time, none of them can be mastered, but this in front of him, not only learned, but also is constantly growing, seeing that it is going to catch up with him.

The phantom was ruthless, and set the tone in his heart, if after a while, this kid grows again, and he still can't take him down, he will be embarrassed, and it will be a shame to go, and it is the best policy.

In the sky, two figures chased each other, at first, the sound of fists and feet kept ringing, slowly, the sound became sparse, and in the end, I saw the figure shaking, except for the strong wind that was constantly stirring up, I didn't hear a sound for a long time.

Zhang Xiaohu quickly became familiar with teleportation, and slowly began to reverse the decline, from being chased and beaten by phantoms, to now you chasing me, chasing each other.

The phantom flickered, appearing on Zhang Xiaohu's back, and as soon as his fist waved, the person in front of him disappeared, leaving only a fading afterimage.

Fortunately, the phantom had already prepared, and the punch that struck out reserved three points of strength in his hand, and before the move grew old, he retracted his arm with the remaining strength, so as not to do his best but the attack failed, and the person staggered in mid-air.

Zhang Xiaohu appeared behind the phantom in a flash, raised his leg and kicked, and was about to reach his body, when there were sudden ripples in the air not far away, and the phantom's body had already changed in the past, and as soon as he appeared, his fist roared and hit it.

Flash.

Flash again.

In the void, the two figures flashed wildly, and every time the fists and feet were struck, before they could be implemented, as soon as the body moved, the person appeared in a new place again.

Now the competition is the speed of teleportation on both sides, and the attack is issued, just for show, no one will think that they can really succeed.

The speed is getting faster and faster, shaking, one after another afterimage is left in place, within a radius of 100 meters, dozens of phantoms and Zhang Xiaohu are attacking, or punching, or kicking, the scene is frozen in mid-air, like a sculpture, after a breath, the afterimage gradually disappeared, but at this time, there have already been new ones, and this number, more than disappeared, slowly, giving people a feeling of nowhere to stay.

Zhang Xiaohu turned his back to Xiang'er, since he was able to control the direction of his body, even when he was beaten, he was always in front of Xiang'er.

Who can guarantee that the phantom said that he will not do anything, he will not ignore Xiang'er's safety because of someone else's words, the phantom understands in his heart, but he doesn't say much, and he will naturally not repent if he says it as an innate god, but since the opponent doesn't believe it, he would rather spend more effort to take care of it, so how can he not make money if he has a bargain.

The ripples and fluctuations were connected together, mixed with the phantom, and the air currents continued to whistle and stir in the air, and the strong wind from the fists and feet collided with each other, and the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the difficulty of teleportation continued to increase, wanting to appear behind the opponent,

By now, the big drops of sweat on the faces of the two of them were rolling down,

The high-intensity teleportation made them both start to feel a little overwhelmed.

Zhang Xiaohu is accustomed to fighting, looking for a way to survive in the face of adversity, and he is stronger than anyone else for perseverance.

Teleportation consumes the power of the Yuan Shen, countless times of rapid teleportation, and it is also in the place where it is disturbed by ripples, the consumption is even faster, and in the middle of persistence, the two bodies began to tremble slightly, although they are extremely hidden, but they each know their own affairs, and if you pay a little attention, you can find that the other party is the same.

Zhang Xiaohu dodged a punch, his body moved, and a ripple rose from behind the phantom, and as soon as the fluctuation started, a foot kicked out of it and went straight to the phantom's waist.

Habitually, Zhang Xiaohu's figure flickered, and he was about to teleport out again, but a surprised look suddenly appeared on his face, and the person froze in mid-air, looking blankly in front of him.

In his perception, there were no ripples around him, and the phantom that had been chasing him all the time suddenly lost his trace, which made him, who was used to coming and going in an instant, not knowing what to do all of a sudden.

"Okay, you're good at it"

The phantom appeared from outside Li Xu, panting and looking at Zhang Xiaohu, his body trembling slightly with anger.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't understand what the phantom qi was, he was puzzled for a moment, his hands were clenched into fists, and his steps slowly walked forward.

The distance of Rich, for him who is a beginner in teleportation, is tantamount to the end of the world, 100 meters is already doing his best, if he wants to compete with the phantom again, he can only step forward step by step.

The phantom's face changed, and he suddenly took a step back when he saw Zhang Xiaohu walking with his feet up, hesitated for a moment, and finally disappeared with a move.

Zhang Xiaohu stopped, put his hands in front of him, looked around nervously, his perception was divided into filaments, and carefully explored the changes in the surrounding space.

Before he could find the fluctuation, a cruel word came from afar in his ear, "You wait for me, I will be back"

Zhang Xiaohu looked up in surprise at the phantom that appeared in the distance and the figure was flying away, he was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look at Xiang'er, he was confused and confused about this change.

The battle was far from over, and the outcome had not yet been decided, so why would this innate god go away? This completely different approach made him wonder if his opponent would return quietly under the pretense of leaving the country, or if it would really end like this.

It's just that they can't guess that the only reason why the innate god phantom retreated is that it has lived too long.

Once he has lived for a long time, that person will begin to be greedy for life and afraid of death, especially this innate god, which has existed since the birth of this world, and is still walking in all directions as the top existence, where have you encountered a few times in the battle of life and death, if something is slightly wrong, the first thought in my heart is to leave quickly, even if it is the innate demon spirit in the stone forest, if he knew the final outcome at the beginning, he would never fight with Zhang Xiaohu and the two.

There is only one life, and if you die, you can't do it again, although you can't hang your face, but you can think about it, the phantom still chose to leave after all, and the cruel words released are not just talking, he is going, what he is preparing is to find a few relatives and friends, and when the time comes, Zhang Xiaohu and the two will be shamed together.

"Are you gone?"

Xiang'er couldn't see the phantom's figure anymore, and after hesitating for a moment, she turned her head and asked Zhang Xiaohu.

"It's time to go far"

Although Zhang Xiaohu was a little unsure, he didn't warn in his heart, and after thinking about it again, he finally nodded.

"Wow, we won"

Xiang'er was overjoyed, jumped forward and hugged Zhang Xiaohu, jumping around him and cheering.

Zhang Xiaohu showed a smile on his face, didn't say much, and sat on the ground with no image at all, panting heavily in his mouth, and rubbing his thumbs on his temples vigorously.

"Brother Xiaohu, what's wrong with you?"

Xiang'er squatted nervously in front of Zhang Xiaohu, her two big eyes wide.

The injuries on his body had long been healed, and Xiang'er didn't care too much, but he suddenly sat down and pressed his head like this, but it was the first time for Zhang Xiaohu, Xiang'er didn't know that teleportation consumed the power of the Yuanshen, and looked at him worriedly, and her heart ached.

"It's nothing, the Yuan Shen consumes a little more"

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head, comforted him, thought about it, and grinned, "This battle is thanks to the blessing of the phantom, and the method of tearing the space has been obtained."

"What!?"

Xiang'er was startled and stood up straight, with a look of joy on her face.